romeo and juilet
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- Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?
- O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name!
- Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.’Tis but thy name that is my enemy.
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- Henceforth I never will be Romeo.Call me but love, and I’ll be new baptized;I take thee at thy word.
- What man art thou that, thus bescreened in night,So stumblest on my counsel?
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- I know not how to tell thee who I am.My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself.
- Art thou not Romeo, and a Montague?Of that tongue’s utterance, yet I know the sound.My ears have yet not drunk a hundred words
- Neither, fair saint, if either thee dislike.
- For stony limits cannot hold love out,With love’s light wings did I o’erperch these walls;
- If any of my kinsmen find thee here.And the place death, considering who thou art,The orchard walls are high and hard to climb,
- If they dosee thee, they will murder thee.
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- If any of my kinsmen find thee here.And the place death, considering who thou art,The orchard walls are high and hard to climb,
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